Love Letters | By : JustAbi Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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All Love Letters are from Draco to Harry.
I can’t believe I was gone for a week, a week while my father and
Voldemort and all the rest held me down while I screamed and they branded that
*thing* into my arm and all I wanted was to see you and tell you I loved you
and make you understand, make you forgive me, AND YOU NEVER EVEN NOTICED I WAS
GONE! Is the mudblood’s cunt that good? Even the Weasel noticed, and he *hates*
me.
But you, you said you loved me with your lips and your
eyes and even after you started fucking your best friend’s girl you still
looked at me like I was the only one there.
And then I wasn’t there and you didn’t even know. How could you not know? How could you just
forget about me like that? How could I have been so stupid?
My father was right.
Do you remember when you kissed me? I’d been in Snape’s room the night before
doing something, I don’t remember what, but then someone knocked at the door
and it was Professor Sinestra and she said, “Hey, Sexy,” before she realized it
was me and not Snape and then, thank Merlin, she had the presence of mind to
close her bloody robes and run off, and we had such a laugh?
Well, I was laughing, anyway, when I found you. And then I said, “Hey, Sexy,” to you, to
share the joke, because really, it was the funniest thing I’d ever seen. I’d never seen anyone go so still so fast without
someone saying Petrificus Totalus
first. I couldn’t figure out why you
weren’t laughing, and then I realized I hadn’t told you about Sinestra in her
knickers at Snape’s door. But then even
when I did tell you, you still weren’t laughing.
All you said was that you wished it had been real,
that I’d meant to say something like that to you. I didn’t know what to say, so I brushed it
off, and made a joke of it. You did
laugh then, but your eyes looked…off, not like they usually did when you
laughed. And then I tickled you and you
really did laugh and we were happy, weren’t we?
I don’t know why I said it, maybe I wanted some of
that back from the night before, maybe I just wanted an excuse to say it to you
because no matter how much I wanted to, I could never leave myself that open to
rejection otherwise. But whatever my
reason, I said it again, in the hall outside Flitwick’s classroom in front of
*everyone*. I thought you would share a
smile with me over the image of Sinestra and Snape, or if I was lucky, really
lucky, you would burst out laughing at our private joke.
But you didn’t do either of those things. You just stopped in your tracks, turned
around and pressed me into the wall.
Every part of you was touching me and the only thing holding me up was
the stone at my back. And then you
kissed me and I forgot how to breathe.
It might have been a split second or an hour later, but the bell rang
and you had to go.
You were so happy.
You ran down the hall like a little boy and you crowed at the top of
your lunges and you looked like you might fly.
If you had looked back you would have seen me fall. I couldn’t even walk. Pansy had to drag me into the classroom. I was so out of it I let her *braid my
hair*. She braided my hair, Potter. And she reminds me of it constantly.
And I thought it was worth it. But I was wrong.
Imagine my surprise when Granger dragged me into an empty classroom by
the front of my robes to tell me she’s breaking up with you tonight in your cosy
little common room. Seems I got off
easy, not even she can stand your constant whinging. I don’t know why she elected to fill me in on
her little plan to cut you off before she told you, but I’ve never really
bothered trying to figure her out before and I’m certainly not going to start
now.
Not being one to miss what promises to be an event
spectacularly humiliating for you, I have persuaded Ron to sneak me into
Griffindor tonight so that I can witness it for myself in exchange for fire
whiskey to *console* you with. Actually,
as he’s quite excited to see her drop you, too, he wasn’t terribly hard to
convince. He was drooling all over
himself at the prospect. In fact, I
don’t think I’ve ever seen him quite so pleased, not even when he won the Quiddich
Cup last year, and that was just disgusting.
I wonder if you will cry when she tells you it’s
over. Will you use this as another
pathetic excuse to drown in your weakness and get all depressed again like you
did to me? Will you roam the halls like a ghost again for months? Will you stop
eating and speaking until Dumbledor calls her muggle parents in for a chat
about how their clever daughter has broken his Golden Boy?
I know why she’s doing it, you know. She didn’t even have to tell me, I could see
it in her eyes. She can’t stand your
whinging anymore, or your blubbering ever time you come. Can’t say that I blame her,
actually. Not very flattering to
listen to someone cry every time they take you to bed, is it? And apparently
even mudbloods have enough pride not to put up with that sort of behaviour
after a certain point.
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